"Tell me about yourself."

"Like what? I'm not very interesting," he claimed, placing a kiss on the tip of my nose. His warm, honey colored eyes latched onto mine.

"Anything," I replied. "I really don't know anything about you except that you're wicked on the bass. You joined the band a little over a year ago. Fill in some of the blanks for me,"

He sighed and folded one of his arms underneath his head as a pillow. "Well, I'm twenty-eight. I was born in a little town in West Virginia. My dad left when I was born and my mom died of cancer a few years ago. No brothers or sisters that I know of," he said.

"What about you, beautiful? I already know you have a dickhead for a brother," he said with a grin. "Tell me about the beautiful, Honesty Raines."

I bit down on my lip as I considered what exactly to tell him. "I'm twenty-two. I recently quit college. The only reason I was there to begin with was because it was what my mom wanted for me, but then she died, and I just couldn't make myself go anymore. I've always been the one to tow the line, make good grades, don't act out, and be home by curfew. You know that kind of stuff. I loved my mother, don't get me wrong, but my home life was overbearing at times. My mom was a very religious person. I'm not saying there is anything wrong with being religious, I'm just saying, she took some things to the extreme at times. Jinx never experienced much of that because he was the boy: the man of the house. My mom pretty much let him come and go as he pleased. While I lived by strict rules, I never even kissed a boy until I was fifteen, and then, it was behind the bleachers during P.E. one day," I admitted. "I never had my first date until last year. It's not because I was never asked," I confessed.

"If you had offers, why didn't you date before last year?" he asked, with curiosity written on his face.

"I guess the type of guy that interests me, never asked me out. I only went out with Jared because a friend asked me to. I'm just not into the preppy type or jocks," I answered, shrugging my shoulder.

"So, just what kind of guy interests you then? Is it the brainiac?” He lifted a brow and smirked at me.

"You're the type of guy I'm into," I said, lowering my head to his chest again, unable to meet his eyes. His body stilled and he said nothing for a long moment.

"You don't want me, Honesty. There are things about me that you don't know, things that I'm not ready to tell anyone. You should probably listen to your brother when he warns you to stay away from me. I'm no good," he said. It broke my heart that he felt like he was not good enough for me. I wanted so badly to know what had happened to cause him to feel that way about himself, but he insisted he was not ready to talk about it, so I didn’t ask again.

"We should get off the floor." I lifted my head and met his warm, golden gaze. "I need a shower now that you dirtied me up," I joked, giving him a playful smile, trying to lighten the mood. He grabbed my hips and grinded himself into my clit.

"I prefer you dirty." He smirked and lifted his hips enough to rub his piercing over my sensitive nub.

How can he be hard again so soon?

"Stop that! I'm not sure I can even walk to the bathroom after what you just did to me," I laughed and pushed myself off of him. He followed me into the bathroom and started the shower while I collected the towels and other items.

"What do you think you're doing?" I asked him as he slid the shower curtain back and stepped underneath the spray.

"What does it look like I'm doing, Sweet Cheeks? I'm here to do a full body inspection. Somebody's got to make sure you get all those sweet-ass spots on your body clean," he laughed and grabbed my arm, pulling me into the shower with him.

After a very long shower and some really hot shower sex, we finally made our way to the bed, where I snuggled into his arms and let sleep pull me in.

Linc

"Dude, I can't believe you're screwing around with Jinx's little sister. Do you have a death wish or something?" Levi asked.

"Or something," I answered, as I continued to tune my candy apple red Fender guitar. I knew responding to him that way would just get a rise out of him, and it began in just a matter of seconds.

"You know, if you hurt her, he'll cut your balls off and hang them from the mirror of his truck. He doesn't mess around when it comes to her, and quite frankly, dude, neither do we." Chance made a scissor motion with his fingers, as if he were cutting my balls off.

"I'm very aware of how all of you feel. You don't have to keep reminding me every damn five minutes of the day. If we choose to be together, you all are just going to have to get used to it," I told him. After that night, I was not sure I could get enough of her. She was the sweetest person I had ever met, and when she walked into the room, she brought the fucking sunshine with her. I’d lived in the dark so long, I needed a little sunshine.

"Get used to what?" Jinx asks strolling into the practice hall.

"If Honesty and I were a couple. I was just telling these douche bags here that I'm very aware that you'll all kick my ass, chop off my balls and shove nails in my dick if I hurt her. I told her last night that I'm not good for her and that she should listen to you guys when you warn her about me, but, it didn't seem to bother her, so I'll let her decide on her own. If she wants to be with me, who am I to deny her anything. I have no intentions whatsoever of hurting her." I tell him meeting him eye to eye. "So give it a fucking rest already."

"I told her I would and I'll do that for her, but just remember what happens if you screw it up. I promised my mom before she died that I'd always take care of Honesty and that's what I'm doing, so when she quit college, I knew I had to bring her on the road with me so that I could keep an eye on her." Jinx says.

"I can respect that, man," I said, pulling my cell out of my pocket. I crossed the room for more privacy and sent Honesty a quick text.

Me: You coming to practice?

Honesty: On my way there now.

Me: Good, because I've got a surprise for you.

Honesty: I love surprises.

Me: You're going to fucking love this one. Now get your sweet ass over here. I

Miss you!"

Honesty: Dirty Boy

Me: You have no idea.

By the time she arrived, we were finishing up our last song before sound check that afternoon.

"You guys sound good." She stood up onto her tiptoes and kissed my cheek. I knew she was only doing it to keep her brother from flipping out, but I was going to have none of that. I covered her mouth with mine in a full-on passionate, claiming kiss that left her breathless. When we finally separated, I gave her a shit-eating grin that pretty much said it all. I looked at the guys, but to my surprise, they didn’t seem to give a shit. I supposed they were truly are giving us space.

It's about fucking time.

"I'll catch you guys later. I've got something I've been working on and I want to play it for Honesty," I announced and walked across the room, locking the door after the last one of them left.

"You wrote a song for me?" she asked, surprised.

"Yes, now bring your sweet ass over here and have a seat while I give you your own private show." I walked her over to the black speaker to my right, and picked her up so she was sitting on top of the MXR box before adjusting the settings.

"I probably shouldn't sit on the speaker. I'll just--" She shifted, trying to slide off the box, but I placed a hand on her thigh to stop her.